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Alma between two Worlds

Alma between two Worlds

Author: hope story
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Chapter 1 The Call of instinct

Word Count: 1049    |    Released on: 16/05/2025

s forming an impenetrable wall around the Keibster pack. Mist crept between t

w typical of natural-born hunters. The young wolves crouched on the damp ground, mus

a was d

e and unreal amidst the dark wolves of the pack. The moon slid across his flanks like a silent bened

nto the night, spying on the human prey advancing a fe

raised

the fresh air, defying the darkness of the forest, free and carefree. Its flight was an ode to fra

on their mission. A powerful howl pierced the silence,

a didn'

rted, a light, amused breath, incongruo

y, breaking from his perfect stillness to approach her with fluid steps. His dark brown fur rippled beneath hi

ver under

med to be constantly drifting, fascinated by the useless, by the fr

e echoed, ful

u should focus on your mission... instead of dre

bellion burning in her heart. A shiver ran down her spine. Kaelen was r

terfly inspire more fascin

n't cut out to rule as others hoped. But what was s

pology and retreated int

dows across the faces of the humans gathered around. Their laughter was soft, light, a harmo

tense, eyes shining with a fierce glow, they waited for the next signal, for tha

d to prove that she was wort

ted wave of remorse seized her, an icy chill that ran down her spine. Her h

iles, this tranquility attract h

an old rag that looked like a doll. Her thin voice broke the night si

h catch. She couldn

her pack in the shadows, she stepped forward, her pale eyes fixed on

ray her own people for t

n this moment suspend

ove. Just a gesture, a vibration in the air, a subtle

leaped before her, imposing, bruta

icy intensity. He didn't need words. His gaze alone was enough to make he

s close, too close, his imposing stature towering over he

py voice barely audible, but f

outh, searching for an excuse, a way to assuage her guilt, but nothing came. All she felt was this bur

ly, his fangs slightly bared

ou in the end? What we

yes for a moment. The echo of the campfire still reached her, the murmurs of the

gaze had hardened. He was waiting for her answer. And Alm

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